three of the Twelve Weeks of Winter Tour de Force has
begun. The sky was overcast and light snow drifted down
for most of the day.
A quiet day, baking was the highlight of activity here. A pumpkin loaf, with raisins and some very nice pecans, nice despite their age.
I don't quite know what happened to the rest of the day. Oh yes, I remember now, the rest of the day was taken up with listening to and reading things I immediately wanted to forget, or better yet, things I wish I had not heard or read in the first place.
I am a little thrown today, the people I've come into contact with wanted to discuss the merits of the political party they support, while others seemed determined that I support a cause that will facilitate their personal gain. None of this interests me and I have to admit to being slightly irritated by exposure to these obsessions. With friends I don't really mind, my friendships are not based on total agreement. As for the rest, well good luck and I hope you don't walk all over someone else's' rights as you try to grab what you feel is rightfully yours.
Mist agrees, but then she would; Mist does not like confrontation and when faced with political dissension she always, always backs the biped that rattles the food package. Today, that was me.
|RECIPES :: Cast
BBC Radio Scotland
By The Easy Chair
Dragonfly in Amber
by Diana Gabaldon
"Politics is not the art of the possible. It consists in choosing between the disastrous and the unpalatable."
John Kenneth Galbraith
" Politics are such a torment that I would advise every one I love not to mix with them."
"Politics is war without bloodshed while war is politics with bloodshed."
Condition: Light Snow
Pressure: 100.6 kPa rising
Visibility: 6.4 km
Humidity: 92 %
Wind Chill: -12
Wind: NNW 4 km/h
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